🎵 “READY CHECK LIMBO” The boss is dead, the loot is gone Yet somehow we’re still not moving on Tank says “brb one sec” at eight fifteen Now it’s somehow eight forty-three Mage went AFK for food Warlock’s in a “weird mood” Healer’s fixing thirty mods Raid lead’s praying to old gods 🎵 And we wait… In ready check limbo Standing in circles with nowhere to go Jumping around like caffeine ghosts While someone explains mechanics we already know most And we wait… For eternity While one guy says “bio” repeatedly I could’ve cleaned my house by now But instead I’m dueling outside Ironforge somehow 🎵 🎵 Hunter’s pet is on aggressive Pulls a trash pack unintentionally festive Half the raid immediately dies Raid lead just stares into the sky “Okay focus up this pull.” Somebody instantly facepulls Repair bills climbing higher still Morale collapsing with every wipe hill 🎵 Now we’re summoning guy number four Who “just got home” from the grocery store Another says his game crashed hard Brother, your PC fought the graveyard Meanwhile I’m just spinning in place Reading trade chat losing faith Watching buffs slowly expire Questioning every life desire 🎵 🎵 There’s a strange peace in the waiting room A silence before inevitable doom Twenty strangers wasting night together Held by loot and stubborn tether 🎵 🎵 So we wait… In ready check limbo Raid markers glowing soft and low Somewhere beyond this endless stall The next wipe patiently waits for us all And we wait… For that pull countdown call “Five… four…” attention snaps for all For one brief shining moment bright— We almost look Like we know what we’re doing tonight 🎵
